ANNA POV
"What?" Anna's eyes widened in shock. "Are you serious?"
"Sorry, Anna. We didn't tell you because we knew you wouldn't come if you found out we were going to the club," Shania explained carefully.
"You guys tricked me," Anna complained, crossing her arms like a child.
"Sorry… but don't worry, that club is owned by Kevin," Frej quickly added.
"What?! OMG!" Anna's eyes widened even more.
Her friends giggled, clearly excited.
"Kevin called me. He wanted to invite you, so here we are," Frej continued.
Anna froze for a moment. Then she suddenly asked, "Do you remember that night when you were drunk?"
"No… but it's not important," Frej replied.
"It was Kevin who sent us home… he even carried you that night."
"WHAT?!" they all shouted in unison.
Frej immediately looked away, embarrassed.
"And… do you know the last thing you did to him?"
"What?" they asked together.
"You kissed him."
"Kissed?" they repeated in shock.
"On the lips?" Nikki asked for confirmation.
"No!" Anna quickly denied.
They all sighed in relief.
"Lucky me… I didn't kiss him on the lips," Frej muttered. "It doesn't count… I was drunk!"
"I thought we were going to eat…" Anna said weakly.
"Boring!" Nikki complained.
"Yeah," Frej agreed.
"I told my father we were going to eat at a restaurant, not a club… he hates this place," Anna reminded them.
"Don't worry, it's our secret," they all said.
Anna sighed. "I have a curfew… 8 PM only."
"Copy that," they replied.
They arrived at the club shortly after.
Shania parked the car at the curb, and they all stepped out together.
Inside, Kevin was already waiting for them.
They entered and sat on a couch near the bar. The place was luxurious—dim lights, elegant furniture, and a lively but classy atmosphere.
"Wow…" they all whispered in awe.
"This is luxurious, Kevin," Frej said. "The last time we came here…"
"We renovated everything," Kevin explained with a proud smile. "The lights, chairs, couches, even the bar area. We wanted it to feel more presentable."
"Amazing!" Shania said.
"Thank you," Kevin smiled.
Then his gaze landed on Anna.
"Hope you enjoy tonight," he said softly.
Anna felt her heart skip a beat. She nodded shyly.
Kevin ordered drinks for everyone. Soon, a bartender arrived with a tray of colorful cocktails.
The others immediately cheered.
Except Anna.
"Anna, don't be a killjoy," Nikki teased. "Have a sip."
"Try it," Shania offered.
"Sorry… and Shania, you're driving later. Don't drink too much," Anna reminded her.
"Relax!" Frej laughed and drank hers easily.
Anna sighed… but eventually gave in when Kevin placed a drink in front of her.
"I picked this for you," Kevin said, sitting beside her. "Pina colada. It's mild."
"I don't drink alcohol," Anna refused.
"It's just a little," Kevin assured her.
Anna hesitated, thinking of her strict father.
Everyone stared at her expectantly.
Finally…
"Alright… just a little," she agreed.
"That's my girl!" Shania cheered.
She took a small sip.
Her eyes lit up slightly.
"…It's good," she admitted softly.
"See?" Frej smiled.
Later, the girls went to the restroom, leaving Anna alone with Kevin.
From a distance, her friends giggled excitedly.
"I'm so happy for her," Shania said.
"Finally, she'll have a boyfriend," Nikki added.
"Match made in heaven," Frej agreed.
Meanwhile…
Daniel had just returned from the restroom when he overheard them.
He quickly rushed back to Tom.
"I think Anna is here," Daniel whispered.
Tom's gaze instantly locked onto the crowd. "I know. She's there."
His eyes landed on Kevin.
"Who's that guy?" Tom asked.
"Kevin," Daniel replied.
Tom frowned. "So that's Kevin…"
Daniel nodded. "And I think he likes her."
Tom stayed silent for a moment.
"She barely drinks," he muttered. "She's already tipsy."
Daniel raised a brow. "You're really observing her that closely?"
Tom ignored him.
"Let's go," Tom suddenly said. "We're taking her home."
Daniel grabbed his arm. "Relax. Let her enjoy."
"No," Tom said firmly.
They walked toward the group.
"Anna?" Daniel called.
Anna froze the moment she saw them.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, irritated.
"We saw you," Tom smirked. "So we decided to join."
"No!" Anna whispered sharply. "You can't just join us!"
But it was already too late.
Daniel sat beside Kevin. Tom stayed standing nearby.
Kevin raised a brow. "You know them?"
Anna hesitated… then nodded.
Tom smirked. "We're basically related."
"Let's enjoy the night," Daniel added casually.
Anna sat back down, defeated.
Kevin calmly asked, "So… what have you heard about me?"
Daniel leaned in without hesitation.
"You're a… fuckboy?"
Silence.
Anna dropped her gaze. "Oh my goodness…"
Kevin's jaw tightened, but he stayed composed. "I see I'm popular."
"Anna?" he asked softly.
Anna quickly forced a smile. "It's just rumors… don't mind them."
Tom narrowed his eyes. "So… are you two dating?"
Kevin immediately shook his head. "No. We're just friends."
That word hit Anna harder than she expected.
Just friends.
She smiled anyway… but it didn't reach her eyes.
"Yeah… friends," she repeated quietly.
"Excuse me," Anna said suddenly. "I need the restroom."
She stood up and walked away quickly.
Shania followed her.
Later…
Anna was sitting on the ground outside after slipping.
"Anna!" Shania panicked. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Anna laughed lightly, clearly tipsy.
Tom rushed over. "What happened?"
"She slipped," Shania explained.
Tom helped her up. "Let's go home."
"No," Anna pushed him away. "I can go myself."
"Anna, stop. You're drunk."
"I'm NOT drunk," she argued.
She suddenly stepped closer and cupped his face.
Tom froze completely.
"You look like Daniel Henney…" she mumbled, pinching his cheeks.
"What are you doing?" Tom asked, stunned.
Anna's voice softened. "Don't hate me later… okay? Don't be too kind to me…"
Tom frowned. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't want you to hate me…" she whispered.
"I won't."
"You will…" she said quietly.
Then Tom pulled her into a tight hug.
"I'm your Kuya," he said softly. "I'll always be here."
Anna froze.
Her heart pounded violently.
Too loud. Too fast.
Then—
"Anna…"
Before anything else—
"Ugh…"
Anna suddenly vomited on Tom's shirt.
Silence.
Tom didn't move.
He just stared at his ruined shirt.
"…Anna."
Then, with a deadpan voice—
"Damn you."
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Next chapter is coming up : Fist night with Tom.. ..stay tuned love ❤️